i have a story
last sunday i drove down the street to the gas station for some scratch tickets about 20 minutes after waking up. left my phone behind
i park and get out and start walking in. what do i see to the left of me? a very old man sprinting at me with a cane in hand.
my thoughts are..why is he sprinting? did i trigger PTSD with the mask i was wearing and he used to be in the army? is he just running for exercise? wtf is going on. do i knock him out? do i throw him like pedro did to don zimmer? i dont want to get in close contact with him
he gets about 3 feet away from me...hit his foot on the curb and falls head first onto the concrete
the guy is leaking everywhere..hes barely moving..im like yo what?
two guys who were also there rush over and get some napkins and start cleaning him up and talking to him. i go inside to get the attendant and say hey some old guy busted his head. she says oh my god and goes outside to check. meanwhile another guy walks in and starts wigging at the attendant so she comes back in to take his money for gas. i buy my scratch tickets and go back outside to check on the situation.
when i go back outside..the two guys are helping him to his car and pump gas for him.
i walk over and say hey uh i dont have my phone to call anyone but do you really think he should be driving? they say probably not but we dont want to get him into trouble
i tell them maybe there is someone he can call for help..they say thats a good idea and start asking him questions. i say to myself alright fukk this im getting out of here
i win 110 bucks on the scratch tickets and start feeling bad so i go back to cash them in and check on the old guy..this time with my phone. i get there and they are all gone so i ask the attendant what happened to the old guy...she said he just drove away
that shyt was not safe. id be shocked if he didnt get into an accident on the way home